作曲:Fabolous
作词:Fabolous
Uh yes uh brook brooklyn
I'm vibeless
Uh uh that ** know I brothers uh
Uh
Yeah like ** which I want huh
Whoa whoa whoa
All these ** looking at me in a shy
Swag and a change
I gotta go I let a price lay in your brain
I slide nice nasal the range
And my princesses look like I got an ice trail
My chain ain't a nice wayexplain
I slice cage of the game
Nasty on the mic the dice player the game
And the kid ain't got no priors
So if I put the heat to your head
I ain't talking about blow dryers
Take twenty at a time and occasional obiles
And the rims look like they can cover the whole tires
Must be cause my flows fire
My name getting passed all through new york
Black show flyers
Major league player who batting better
Got black ski o's
The latin heppers got sway retros to the patent levers
F a b o l o u s huh
Son you ** would work on the block a few day
The resign or what
Front page they want the news day the times
My jeans sagged to the right
From the two way and a nine
I plow the monday night
Tuesday I was signed I run this back
Uh fat
Oh next rock rock work
Uh huh work play king
Passport and go